Chapter 237 Deer startled branches who do great things
There are only two big men in the Zhang family.
Zhang Dabao's legs are inconvenient, and he depends on his father for eating and drinking.
In the past, his father doted on him, because most of the work was undertaken by the old couple, and there was still Zhang Qin, after two filters, what would he do with him?
He just needs to show an attitude.
Now he also loves Zhang Dabao.
But not pure anymore.
Too much work between pets.
I am too lazy to pet.
Zhang Dabao thought it was convenient in the middle of the night, and called Zhang Xiong to help him. Zhang Xiong was so sleepy that he pretended to be asleep and couldn't hear him.
Zhang Dabao yelled and yelled, but in the end he couldn't shake Zhang Xiong, so he had to stand up on his crutches and go to the courtyard.
In the yard, it can still be vaguely seen that the dark soil that was dug out was originally the lower layer of the ground.
I don't know if it's the uneven ground or something else, but Zhang Dabao felt that the moment he stepped on it, he felt as if he had stepped into a swamp, and his good leg sank a little. In an instant, his crutch slipped.
The whole person's center of gravity was unstable, he lost his support, staggered forward, his frightened expression froze, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The nose touched the ground first, and bright red blood poured out instantly.
The moment he opened his mouth wide and howled, the green under his feet faded, as if it was just an illusion between heaven and earth.
Today is also a day when wood-type supernatural powers hide merit and fame.
Zhang Dabao’s crying caused the surrounding dogs to bark. I don’t know if Zhang Xiong was having a nightmare or he was pointing at Sang Huai. A voice came from the room, “Stop barking, it’s annoying.”
That’s what he said, but when he came out rubbing his eyes and saw Zhang Dabao’s miserable appearance, he rushed out to help him up.
The original tender and white appearance of the son can no longer be seen clearly.
Originally, I came out out of convenience, and after such a toss, I don’t have to go to the latrine anymore.
Zhang Xiong was disgusted and wanted to scold his mother, but in the end he still had to return rationally, holding his nose to deal with the matter.
When he helped Zhang Dabao up, he staggered and walked on Zhang Dabao's old road amidst the crying father and mother that caused the dog to bark.
"what!"
Like stepping on a soft snake.
It seems to be an illusion.
Coincidentally, his injured leg was pressed by something, and the sound of dislocated clicks made people shudder in the night.
Quiet.
Followed by a new wave of killing pigs.
And this is not the end.
I don't know how long it will be.
The two cried for their father and mother regardless of the pain and image, begging all gods to bless them, and begging...the forgiveness of the person they killed.
Lu Jingzhi squatted in the corner and dug his ears.
pouted with disdain.
It's quite exhausting to listen to the sound of crying and howling all night.
Especially her ears are so good.
This thing ends here.
On the third day, I wandered around the mountains twice.
On the fourth day, I began to follow behind my sister to help. Jiang Wunian was teaching his disciples how to make snacks. Lu Jingzhi followed suit with great interest, and he was sure that his radiance was not here.
It’s okay to let her barbecue, but it’s okay to make desserts.
She can't help Jiang Wunian much in substance, but she can help a lot in spiritual aspects.
With her existence, Jiang Wunian will feel at ease, and she is also good at teaching people how to make dim sum.
Apprentices are bought.
signed a contract.
I didn't want them to get started right away, Jiang Wunian really liked this job, and she was busy in the days before the store opened.
The signatures in the store are cream cake, brown sugar taro balls, pudding, and roasted grass jelly.
Limited.
It is expected to change every other time.
Other snacks are unlimited.
Marketing, Mr. Jiang can understand.
Due to sufficient manpower, many cumbersome projects were assigned to special personnel. In the end, Jiang Wunian was not as exhausted as imagined.
(end of this chapter)